A mother tells her story.

"My god, can you do that again?" He grinned as he gave her a few gentle bounces then plunged her body down hard as he came inside her. This time as she rode up and down she pivoted slightly left and right adding an actual screwing motion to their sexual exertions. She shivered as the heat of his seed melted into her orgasm; her eyes were closed tight as she held the climax as long as she could.

When she looked at him he had a wolfish, satisfied grin. "You sure have a fine body, girl. How 'bout a taste of those sweet titties seeing how I'm taking such good care of you." She was gliding up and down now, still anchored on his shoulders; the shaft seemed to grow insider her and a massive orgasm was building in her stroke by stroke. She reached behind and unhooked the bra. Her breasts were firm and white and the nipples blazed with anticipation. Lisa squeezed them together and leaned forward to press them against his mouth. Sill he pumped into her as her body writhed on the shaft impaling her.

The man's teeth took hold of a nipple and clamped down hard. She moaned in surprised and then smiled dreamily as he sucked greedily. They stayed this way for a long time; she never imagined having so much inside her for so long. The taunting of her breasts increased the pleasure building around his shaft. After dozens, maybe hundreds of thrusts she started to moan loudly, "Ohhh, I'm going to come soon, baby, I'm going to come." Her pace was picking up quickly; she was flying up and down the cock.

He chuckled, "Just let me know when and I'll give you something nice."

"Yeah, yeah, oohhh, ooooohhh, now, baby, I'm coming now!" She quaked like a volcano and his seed was the lava. He released a long flood as she trembled and twitched out of control. She kept pumping up and down but she didn't know it. Her head was in space and her body was burning into ashes.

When her bliss finally ebbed he picked her up and carried her like a doll across the room. They were in front of the still bound Dianne Chandler. The captive's face was red with rage and her eyes were flashing. The tall man dropped Lisa's head into Dianne's lap and lifted her torso and pulled her legs around his waist. "I did you nice, made you feel fine. Now you have to do for me. Give it up for your daddy." His hands pushed her thighs apart and he pressed the tip of his shaft against her flooding pussy. "OK baby, it's clobberin' time!" With that he attacked as if he was using a battering ram. Lisa's face was smashed into the satin of Dianne's bunny costume; she gripped the girl's hips and tried to hold herself up as she thrashed between Dianne's body and the man hammering into her.

Her breasts were hanging down and quivering with each blow and his hands squeezed her hips tighter and tighter as he pulled back and lunged forward without pity. She looked back at him to plead for mercy but his eyes were tightly shut.

"Yeah girl, you got it. Squeeze that box around me. You feel fine, make me feel fine. Yeah, oh yeah." She thought he was coming but he just kept up the relentless pace. He pushed her hips together to increase the pressure inside her sheath and rammed in again and again. Each time was deeper and harder than the last.

Lisa was limp from the struggle and still he crashed against her. Suddenly he stopped for a moment and groaned. There was a terrifying silence and then the pounding started again; now it was frantic and out of control. His cock felt bigger and bigger and throbbed and twitched as it swam inside her. The tip was a red hot poker. Lisa's body was opening and folding like an accordion. She sobbed and cried as the blissful pain overwhelmed her. Her legs dropped off his hips and she dangled helplessly on his impaling pole. At that moment he thrust in with one final stab and his flood of seed gushed into her in a steady endless stream of heat. Lisa quivered and twisted pulling every drop out of him but the man was still as a mountain as his orgasm deluged over the climax bursting in her.